longing for Love


Longing for love urges, me to lament incessently, but the state of my Heart, is such that even breathing, fills it with agitation, look at my fate, i feel envy, even of myself and although, i glance at her sometimes, how can i gaze at her, the drop of dew on the tulip Petal, is not without significance, a scar on an unfeeling heart, is a shameful sight worth seeing....

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